Chapter 1085: Not Painful Nor Itchy, Brother

Inside the theater.

Chen Ling, breathless from the pressure of countless spectators, felt his body lighten, as if the dark figures pressing down on him had moved away significantly.

This momentary reprieve allowed Chen Ling to find an opportunity to fight back. He forcefully shoved a nearby spectator, knocking them to the ground. The numerous spectators who had been trampling on that person then fell one after another, as the writhing black tide was forcefully torn open.

Bang bang bang—!!

The elaborate stage robe moved through the crowd. More and more spectators were knocked off the stage by Chen Ling. Beneath the grotesque Nuo mask, a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes.

Engaged in a fierce battle, Chen Ling was unaware of what was happening until his gaze swept past the curtain. Upon seeing the scene outside, he froze.

“Spade?” Chen Ling stared at Jian Changsheng, who was radiating demigod-level murderous aura. It took him a moment before he spoke in shock.

When did this kid get so powerful?

In the scene:

Jian Changsheng sliced through the sky with his sword, and a torrent of murderous aura surged straight towards the "figure." The figure raised its hand, instantly activating the power of "negation." The long sword of murderous aura began to disintegrate at an astonishing speed in mid-air, completely vanishing even before reaching its target.

But Jian Changsheng had no intention of stopping. If one sword failed, he unleashed another, like a rabid dog wrapped in demigod-level murderous aura, employing no technique, only the most simple and brutal form of attack.

The murderous aura danced wildly, endless and inexhaustible. Everyone looked up at the sky, where only streaks of sword light pierced the night.

Seeing this, the "figure" under the umbrella's brim showed a flicker in its crimson eyes. It no longer continuously used "negation" but chose to wave its large red paper umbrella, shattering all the wildly flying murderous aura in mid-air. Then, its form wavered, and it vanished from its spot.

The moment the "figure" vanished from sight, Jian Changsheng instinctively felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Perhaps it was the demigod-level murderous aura's warning. Jian Changsheng unhesitatingly swung his sword behind him. Black murderous aura surged around him like a sea of fire, blocking a shadowy hand that was inches away from tearing out his heart!

A pair of crimson eyes were almost pressed against Jian Changsheng's face, their dark, eerie glow sending a jolt through his heart.

This was the first time Jian Changsheng had encountered "Chao Zai" at such close range.

Even with his demigod-level murderous aura, the opponent could still easily suppress him. Jian Changsheng dared not slacken in the slightest. His body tensed as he gripped his long sword, thrusting it through the air towards the "figure"!

Thunder Grip!!

Crack—!!

Thundering lightning exploded in the void. Five streaks of dark lightning erupted from the sea of murderous aura, striking at the "figure" from different angles!

Just as the "figure" was about to move, the red and black flames on its body suddenly flickered, intensifying even more within a few seconds. Its body unnaturally stiffened for a moment...

But this momentary hesitation allowed the five lightning streaks to seize their chance. They simultaneously tore through the barrier of flying red paper, and after two streaks were consumed, they utterly engulfed the dark figure!

“It's working!!” Zhao Yi's eyes lit up. “He actually managed to injure Chao Zai!!”

From the start of the battle until now, neither the King of Silver nor the nine Eighth-rank powerhouses had been able to inflict even a scratch on Chao Zai... But with Chen Ling stirring up chaos inside and Jian Changsheng launching relentless attacks outside, Chao Zai was actually wounded.

This might be their chance to turn the tide!

“Well done!!”

While Chen Ling fought fiercely among the spectators, he glimpsed Jian Changsheng wounding Chao Zai with a single sword. The next moment, he distinctly felt that the dark figures surrounding him on stage had diminished slightly... Surprise flickered in his eyes!

At this rate, with the two of them working together, anything was possible.

Black electrical light coursed through the void. As the thick smoke dispersed, a large red paper umbrella appeared, completely intact, in everyone's sight. As the umbrella's brim lifted, a pair of crimson eyes stared fixedly at Jian Changsheng...

Years of unfortunate experiences had made Jian Changsheng extremely sensitive to danger. The moment he sensed that gaze, a bad premonition arose in his heart.

The next moment,

The electrical arcs coursing through the void reassembled into lightning, flying backward away from Chao Zai!

Jian Changsheng's body seemed to move uncontrollably. He suddenly raised his long sword again, and the activated Thunder Grip was undone as if played in reverse. Everything reverted to the moment he had turned to block Chao Zai's attempt to pluck out his heart.

Everything that had just happened was forcefully "negated." Jian Changsheng felt the familiar sensation of murderous intent approaching from behind him. He violently swung his sword, and a torrent of murderous aura once again formed a barrier before his chest...

But this time, no attack came from behind.

Jian Changsheng was momentarily stunned. Before he could react to what was happening, a dark hand had silently pressed down on his head...

Red paper erupted from the palm of the hand, piercing directly through Jian Changsheng's skull. His flesh seemed to be absorbed onto the paper's surface as if flattened into a lower dimension. As the "figure" tightened its grip, his entire body exploded!

Bang—!!

A burst of crimson smoke rose within the sea of murderous aura.

“Spade?!” Sun Bumei’s heart sank immediately upon seeing this.

The King of Silver was thoroughly suppressed by Chao Zai. They had thought that Little Jian's appearance would turn the tide, but they never expected that even a demigod of the Soldier God path couldn't defeat Chao Zai... Jian Changsheng had only managed to hold on a little longer than the King of Silver before falling into defeat.

But Hong Xiu’s voice then rang out, “He won’t die that easily... That’s a demigod who walked the Asura path.”

After a brief silence,

A single drop of blood, falling from the sky, suddenly trembled violently!

That drop of blood split into two, then four, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a pool of blood. Flesh and bone evolved from it, rapidly reconstructing a human body... The surging sea of murderous aura in the air did not dissipate; instead, it swirled madly into a vortex, pouring into the human silhouette!

A black divine path star appeared in the sky. Nurtured by this murderous aura, a familiar oppressive force reappeared in the world...

Jian Changsheng's figure emerged from it, completely whole once again!

“Undying, indestructible, regenerating from a single drop of blood... Is this an Asura demigod?” Zhao Yi's eyes widened in shock as he murmured, “Jian Mushroom, you’re terrifyingly strong...”

Jian Changsheng also seemed surprised by his own ability to regenerate, staring at his palms in a daze...

A moment later, a "wicked" smile spread across his lips.

Jian Changsheng raised his sword, pointing its tip directly at Chao Zai. A towering murderous aura brewed around him as he spoke with utter fearlessness:

“Is that all... It barely tickles! Bro!!”

“Again!!”

Red paper fluttered across the night sky.

The "figure," whose energy was already being consumed by the red and black flames, saw Jian Changsheng's provocative demeanor, and an astonishing killing intent erupted once more in its crimson eyes!!